Luyện nghe bài hát Gods Don't Chill

Now just to prove I different from you
I ain't got nuttin' to do
I just wanna take a
No stress, no
I wanna lay and
Chill at the all day
No, no, no
It's to get that ass off of the couch
Get up
It's night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
'Cuz we chillin' at the crib all day

We chiefin' laid back, loungin' like 3 pimps in the
Me, we take a pair, we at it again
Well ok, you have nuttin' to say
We it'd be another hit man, ok?
For your reference, I been inside the since 6
Bakin' up bars of rap, & munchin' on chips
Now should I go dip? what style and color to get
We go out, we don't know when, this strickly lot pimpin'

there sounds like a nice game plan
Nice thangs wit thick frames, no to think twice man
up some bud, pick up my boys, wipe off my dubs
Hittin' on and buckets, so what they rollin' on hubs
I'm honkin' my horn a animal straight from the barn
So what if they Prince don't discriminate not one
Outrageously, my baby pagin' me
I at the crib all day so it's crazy see

Now to prove I ain't different from you
I ain't got nuttin' to do
I just take a break
No stress, no
I wanna lay and
at the crib all day
No, no, no
It's time to get that ass off of the
Get up!
It's night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out!
Okay, I got to say
we been chillin' at the crib all day

Now, I get my way
Hit my hay, yeah sip my
Call up a chick to strip, if I say
Let the phone just ring, while I my place
Smashin' in John whuppin' everybody ass
And it's a fact, Bay sendin' em Packin'
Man it's goin' on a day thrashin'
Fuck this for y'all, I need some action

Aw man, Murph don't wanna the Benz
But he's too busy tryin' to dodge his
I wanna go back outside again
Get high again, Heineken's
Grab my 22 inch rims
Hit the street, got pilin' in
'til this nigga get through ironin'
Jacob up, fuck this I'm retirin'

Now to prove I ain't different from you
I ain't got nuttin' to do
I just take a break
No stress, no
I just lay and
at the crib all day
No, no, no, no
It's to get that ass off of the couch
Get up!
It's night, we gotta get the fuck out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
'Cuz we chillin' at the crib all day

St.
(Murphy Lee, what size ya need?)
A 36-38, 40 be too big
And up so I can get out the crib
(Babysit)
I love my nieces and nephews but I got no kids
And shit, hurry up the bank close
(Boy you ain't goin' to no bank, you probably see some hoes)
Ahh, I my sister know a brother
I'm a mothersuckers, 'cuz I'm poppin' wit cornbread and butter

'Cuz there ain't like booty in the daytime
Look at it wiggle, sunshinin' on the
And matter fact, fuck the whole
The whole time, I'm thinkin' ,'bout this party downtown
I had to get my ass the bed, ah get up
Ain't nuttin' a lil' last minute head, ah you right
Plus I see this girl like twice a
And my granny Macaroni-n-Cheese
So I'm out

Now just to I ain't different from you
Dirty I got nuttin' to do
I just wanna take a
No stress, no
I wanna lay and
at the crib all day
No, no ,no
It's time to get ass off of the couch
Get up!
It's Friday night, we gotta get the out
Get the out
Okay, I got to say
'Cuz we chillin' at the crib all day